Flower Falls Jun Kexiao

Who is a person, there can be many definitions.

Subordinate, servant, wife, concubine.

Emperor Li Yuan stared at Ji Huihui's clothes with his old and gray eyes, and there was an answer ready to come out in his heart.

His wrinkled, no longer young hands clenched the golden armrest of the supreme seat that was still dazzling at night.

Recently, his confidant suddenly found out: that person is back.

Or rather, he has always been there.

From that day on, the way he looked at Li Yuluo no longer looked like a waste, a fake prince who tried his best to reach the normal level of others.

He gave Li Yuluo the right not to kneel, which was announced together with the imperial list from the day Li Yuluo was born.

In order to show the benevolence and nobility of the emperor.

Sending Li Yuluo to the northwest frontier was the stupidest decision in his life.

Although the battle is tight in the Northwest, it has more brave soldiers than anyone in any part of the country.

The Jiang family had already rebelled and surrendered to this eighteen-year-old young man.

Li Yuluo, he couldn't move.

What's more, that person is still eyeing him.

The power of the Li family is growing day by day, and it is about to become another hidden danger.

And his prince will be a very good ruler.No prince is suitable to be a war emperor, and no one thinks that the first generation of the founding of the country will cause war.

No, someone can be a war emperor.

For a moment, Emperor Li Yuan's gaze towards Li Yuluo was mixed with many things.

Emperor Li Yuan suddenly felt that this "trash" was able to fight the world and also defend the world.

It just depends on whether she wants it or not.

Ji Huihun didn't speak, and started to raise his lowered head, looking squarely at the person sitting on the high seat.

Li Yuluo can do it, so can she.

Because I want to stand by her side.

I really want to.

Everyone lowered their heads, no matter if they were officials, princes, or the future emperor who had already been appointed, except for Li Yuluo, now there was another Ji Huihui.

There was obvious surprise on Emperor Li Yuan's face.

This unmasculine man who was as thin as his Ninth Prince was more courageous than those clerks and generals.

Perhaps only she can stand side by side with Li Yuluo.

All this happened in an instant, and Emperor Li Yuan put on a fatherly smile again: "Do you have a name for Luo Lang?"

Li Yuluo was startled, as if she didn't expect Emperor Li Yuan to respond in such a way, she asked Ji Huihun for his opinion with her eyes.

Ji Huihui gave her a confident smile, and said loudly, "Ji Huihui, He Ziji, Shuangkouhui, Wang Junhui."

She didn't mention being an official or grassroots, she was as confident as if she had mastered the world.

Wang Junhui, the soul of the dead army.

Sure enough, you are back?

"Ji Huihui?" Emperor Li Yuan repeated the sentence with an unclear expression, and changed the topic: "I don't know what kind of congratulatory gift Luo Lang has prepared for me?"

With a smile on his face, Li Yuluo took out a small box from his arms.

The eunuch went forward under the emperor's signal, bowed carefully, and slowly held the box in front of Emperor Li Yuan.

"Open."

There were only a few blank sheets of paper inside, but Emperor Li Yuan was furious: "Take it for me!"

The people in the field don't know why.

At first the eunuch thought he was arresting Li Yuluo, but seeing that Emperor Li Yuan's expression didn't seem to mean that, he poked his head up to ask.

Emperor Li Yuan threw the paper in his face angrily.